Zhang Wang was waiting for the season to change, or at least for the harsh frost that plagued the north to ease. After all, if Ariunbayar was with her tribe then it would be some time before she made her way back again and Zhang Wang wasn't intent on traveling in the biting cold.
For now, he and Yu Yanlin were stuck at Xunfeng Peak without much to do. Zhang Wang thought about traveling south for the time being, to possibly escape the cold.
On the one hand it sounded like a great idea, but on the other hand he was anxious about leaving so close to New Years, fearful that Sikong Yong might mobilize the entire sect to hunt him down. He had a feeling that the eyes that watched his steps were only growing in number as time progressed.
